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in_steadSo. Hi. Eight days.
I am told that I will not be able to get internet in at my place of residence. I have also heard, on the sly, from people who were staying there in February that there is someone in the area that has WiFi and that internet may be bootlegged so long as you are willing to spend all your time balancing your computer on the window sill.
Which, of course, I am, particularly as the other option is an internet cafe that is many blocks away.
I am not sure how well I will manage with possibly very limited internet access. What will I do without email? LJ? Fandom? Porn? Unlimited information on every single topic in existance right at my fingertips? Did I mention porn?
Other points of concern to occur to me as the date of my flight out looms ever nearer:
- I am a creature of extremely predictable nutritional habits. I've had Bran Flakes for breakfast almost every single day for years. I always buy exactly the same kind of jam and peanut butter and coffee. I have one thing at every restaurant I go to regularly that I always, always order. I am going to have to get all new regular things when I move to England. This is a daunting task. I am not sure I am equal to it.
- I do not have slippers. I need slippers. It's England. It's damp there. My feet will get cold.
- What if I am a terrible teacher? I'm not -- I am, in fact, a very good teacher. I have the evaluations and glowing letters of recommendation to prove it. But they are, perhaps, wrong. What if I screw up the lives of all the children I come into contact with? I believe I would feel bad about that.
- London is VERY BIG. On the other hand, Stead once lived there. As did Wellington. I'm sure I'll manage.
- I will have to learn how to ride my bike on the other side of the road. I am bound to get confused. I must see if I can find a handbook of some sort to guide me through this transition.
- What if I forget something very important?
That is all I have to say about that.
I am told that I will not be able to get internet in at my place of residence. I have also heard, on the sly, from people who were staying there in February that there is someone in the area that has WiFi and that internet may be bootlegged so long as you are willing to spend all your time balancing your computer on the window sill.
Which, of course, I am, particularly as the other option is an internet cafe that is many blocks away.
I am not sure how well I will manage with possibly very limited internet access. What will I do without email? LJ? Fandom? Porn? Unlimited information on every single topic in existance right at my fingertips? Did I mention porn?
Other points of concern to occur to me as the date of my flight out looms ever nearer:
- I am a creature of extremely predictable nutritional habits. I've had Bran Flakes for breakfast almost every single day for years. I always buy exactly the same kind of jam and peanut butter and coffee. I have one thing at every restaurant I go to regularly that I always, always order. I am going to have to get all new regular things when I move to England. This is a daunting task. I am not sure I am equal to it.
- I do not have slippers. I need slippers. It's England. It's damp there. My feet will get cold.
- What if I am a terrible teacher? I'm not -- I am, in fact, a very good teacher. I have the evaluations and glowing letters of recommendation to prove it. But they are, perhaps, wrong. What if I screw up the lives of all the children I come into contact with? I believe I would feel bad about that.
- London is VERY BIG. On the other hand, Stead once lived there. As did Wellington. I'm sure I'll manage.
- I will have to learn how to ride my bike on the other side of the road. I am bound to get confused. I must see if I can find a handbook of some sort to guide me through this transition.
- What if I forget something very important?
That is all I have to say about that.
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Date: 8 August 2006 07:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 9 August 2006 02:11 pm (UTC)I really am absurdly a creature of habit.
Hi, pea! I'm going to get to see you when I come over, yes? Be warned: I am completely comfortable with the idea of kidnapping you in order to have quality pea-time.
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Date: 9 August 2006 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 8 August 2006 07:44 am (UTC)2. They sell slippers here too
3. I am sure you are not and will not.
4. You usually end up knowing a very small area. I was on a bus through some suburbs last night and had no idea where I was, but bus and tube maps are very helpful. That proabaly doesn't help, but what I mean is that it's easy to find out where you are at any time.
5. There are also lots of bike paths here.
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:13 pm (UTC)I am much relieved to see that I can buy Tim Horton's coffee through the internet -- all other difficulties I encounter are utterly manageable, so long as I have a good level of caffiene in my system.
:D
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Date: 8 August 2006 07:54 am (UTC)It will all seem less daunting once you are here. Honestly.
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:15 pm (UTC)It turns out just to have been a delayed reaction.
Meep!
one week exactly half an hour ago.
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Date: 9 August 2006 05:33 pm (UTC)ONE WEEK OMG!!
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Date: 8 August 2006 08:54 am (UTC)Also, we can stumble around London together as I move down in late September. Aieee.
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:16 pm (UTC):D
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Date: 8 August 2006 12:28 pm (UTC)London imports EVERYTHING. true you'd have to pay through the nose for obscure foodstuffs that we don't normally have here, but on the upside, our chocolate is great.
you won't need slipper till at least the beginning of september, but the shops are full of them already so i think we've got it covered. ;)
You are a great teacher. Plus I live with a head of department, next door to another teacher, and my mum has been a teacher forever. So, as well as your own school, there are lots of other sources of support and advice you could go to.
The Time Out diary will be out in a couple of months. it's full of useful information (like where all the major galleries/museums/clubs/shops/restaurants/markets/parks/cinemas/venues are, tube maps, central london maps etc. i used one for the first few years of living in london, and found it really useful to have all the information to hand. plus the AtoZ is your friend.
yes we ride on the other side of the road, but that's a good excuse to go do some biking in france. :)
eee! it's getting exciting. :D
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:17 pm (UTC)Thank you, darling, for helping talk me out of my tree.
*g*
(one week exactly about half an hour ago, I will be getting on my plane in Toronto. eek!)
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)i guess it must be very scary, but we'll look after you. :)
*hugs tight*
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Date: 8 August 2006 07:56 pm (UTC)when i lived in new zealand, i missed some of my favourite foods (interestingly, some of those were mandarines in a can), but there was new yummy stuff i could add to my list! marshmellow-covered-in-chocolate bars for example, or hoki.
you're a very lovely and intelligent person, i'm sure you'll have a great time in london!
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Date: 9 August 2006 02:22 pm (UTC)It really is all about the food, isn't it? That's what I've found myself fussing about the most. Not missing family or friends, because I know I'll be able to talk to those people on the phone or by email, so it'll be fine. But the food!
You couldn't get mandarines in a can in New Zealand? That seems odd to me. Of course, all I remember of food in New Zealand was the black forest cake my parents bought me for my fourth birthday when I was there. GREAT cake. *g*
Thank you very much for helping talk me out of my tree. It's easy to get all wound up in fussing over little details and lose your grip on how cool and amazing and wonderful the whole is, I think.
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Date: 9 August 2006 07:31 pm (UTC)black forest cake is a speciality in germany!
you're right, it really is all about the food :)